I don't think I would see her like that again. Even if I did, how would people react? 'Oh, Emma, your, imaginary friend, she's real?!' before now, she had just been a faint outline of an image and my arguing voice with a hint of my imagination.

She told me not to succumb to fear. Okay, what can I do about that? I can't snap at him, it wouldn't affect him; He'd be a little surprised, but it wouldn't affect him.

Maybe she meant don't lose hope about Jill's light. Okay, I won't. Belief and hope have gotten me this far, right?

Pitch appeared in the room. He looked flattered, then frustrated. "Why is that girl so stubborn!?" he said in outrage.

Wow, I guess belief and hope really do work. I made a tiny laugh, and then he turned at me. Oops. I made a sound of happiness. Did I care? No. Should I care? Oh yeah.

I knew he could do horrid things, but so what? He's already been doing horrible things to me. It's not like he can threaten my sister, it's already been proven she's strong. What I didn't know about was the questioning.

A nightmare ran at me. I wasn't so scared, but I started to when I was being pulled out of the cage. I then was confused. I was on the ground.

Looking at him wasn't so hard. I've been doing it for what, four days in a row. "What are you doing?" I asked, a little curious.

"I sense something different about you. You seem less afraid." Maybe he was afraid.

"What if I am? Will you let me go, or try to get me to be afraid again?"

"You seem, filled with more hope."

"Well, you couldn't snuff that light."

"I am curious about one thing, why this sudden change?"

"I just told you."

"Perhaps, or you could have been inspired." What?

"What are you talking about?"

"I sense a recent fear you just obtained, barely noticeable, but is still there. You're afraid I will find out."

"Find out what?"

"You had a visitor when I was gone, and now you fear her safety. I'm guessing she was a close friend of yours."

He was on to me, but why would he be interested in her? I had a need to say something that will protect Bridget, but not insult her. She is no threat to you? No, that will make her sound weak. She's only visible to my eye? What about her family? I don't know what you're talking about? That will make it sound like she's not my friend.

Right now, all I can think of is I don't know where she is, so I'll go with that.

"I don't know where she is."

"You should know; she did come from your mind."

"Well I don't, so don't question me. Why do you want to know where she is anyway?"

"I know you have been eavesdropping on me."

I thought he liked it when I heard his evil plans for me. The only reason he would be upset is if I told someone what he was saying. He thought I told her?

"I didn't tell her anything you said; it's not even that interesting."

"You didn't have to tell her anything, she would know."

If we had a telepathic connection, why did she have to come here?

"How?"

"She would know you so well; she'd be able to tell from the look in your eyes, you're practically the same person."

So, the man in the moon sent Bridget, to try and raise my hopes and lower my fear, then from what she saw, she would tell someone, man in moon? Guardians? Jill? It dawned on me; he wanted more time to do what he wanted to do to me, which I still had a horrible feeling about. Plus it wouldn't work as well when I'm less afraid.

It had been practice, preparing me for this big thing. He was getting what he wanted, I was getting scared. What was even scarier is I couldn't escape from it.

I gulped. That should give him satisfaction. I just wanted to go back to my cage. I don't want to be tempted to try to escape; he might just speed up the process.

I was afraid I succumbed to fear, I was willing to go along to whatever he wanted. I'm sorry: Bridget, Man in the moon. I have some good news though; I'm really hoping to be rescued anytime now.

After the questioning, he felt successful. I was terrified. After I willingly let myself get put back in my cage by a nightmare I was not afraid of anymore, a terrible thought came to my mind.

While I was huddled in my cage, I kept thinking of Bridget's last words as she prepared to leave, 'Just hang in there'. At the time I thought it meant 'be patient and wait to be rescued' which I didn't like, but now I think it's much more important then that. The man in the moon must have sent Bridget for a reason, right?

Now as I played them over in my head it sounded like 'Just try to stay alive'. Was I going to die?